in case you haven't read...

(on the top of the page)

my newest CD 'How We Survived' is available for pre-order. When you pre-order it for $15, you'll not only help me get the cd made, you'll receive:

autographed CD
extra CD of songs that didn't make the album
if you're one of the first 150, you'll get your name in the liner notes....

so please! if you want to help me get my album made....

visit:

http://www.laurabrino.com/bio.html

hope you are all fabulous! can't wait....just around the corner.......

hi everyone!!!
hope 2009 is treating you well. i can't believe we're almost at the end of january already:) crazy.
i just wanted to extend my appreciation to everyone... i know i say it over and over again...but it really does mean everything to me that you take the time and listen to my music. all i've ever wanted was to be able to share it with everyone... and if i had my way i would run around throwing my cds out of windows and down stairwells in crowded schools and train stations...
unfortunately however, i'm not quite financially stable enough to let that work for me... so until then i'll still have to sell cds. bummer.
i am writing to let you know that i am about to enter a VERY busy year attending school full time to finish my degree to become an art teacher AND i'm doing my best to finish this record that i've just begun recording. so... it might start taking me a while to respond to friend requests, messages and comments... however..i will approve the requests, and i will DEFINITELY respond to your comments and messages if you have questions for me... so please ask... but i just won't be able to respond as much as i have been in the past.... so FORGIVE ME!!! but... always remember...
i am forever thankful for all of you... that support me... and understand me...and allow me... to open my soul and heart and let it through your speakers in the form of my music. lovelovelovelovelove
i really do hope that i am able to tour all around the world...and see all of your beautiful faces... and we can sing songs together and laugh...
cheers to 2009:)
love laura

i've been anxiously awaiting this year. for months i've followed my astrology and read the stars, telling me that the planets will align for me...a capricorn... for the first time in my lifetime. 

and now .. here we are.

for the past year or so, my mind has been weighed down with life..and love.. and busy thoughts.

yesterday, while i was in the middle of work, i heard my name on WRNR, our radio station based in annapolis, md, and they had chosen one of my songs for the catch of the day. on new years eve. i found it to be a sign.

i remembered how much i love music. i remembered how badly i want to write music and share music and play music and live music. i remembered that with a new year comes a new motivation. a new road. a new beginning.

(recording started last night:)

new cd to come. new shows.  love love.

 

 

i have a new house. i have lots of new songs. i have many new ideas. i don't technically have a new face, unless you're counting the everchanging myspace profile picture. i guess i do have some new faces... although so many of them include me sticking my tongue out...or snarling my nose. if noses can be snarled.

i believe there will be a new album out. once it's recorded. it will have all new songs. new ideas. i'm really excited for it...and i feel like it will really show the way that my music has evolved over the past year. it's been a long year. an interesting interesting muse filled year. and at least i have something to show for it. in the form of songs.

i've met some wonderful musicians throughout the year, and have had the pleasure of playing with them, writing with them...singing to them and singing with them. and i want proof. in a record.

i've moved twice over the past year. i said goodbye to my international friend. i flew to LA. twice. got confused. recorded in a real studio for the first time. fell in love. stabbed myself in the foot by accident. i went to the aquarium. i went to the science center. i drove to new mexico and bought a blanket made by a family from india. i got surgery. i recovered. i cried. i laughed. i re-read still life with woodpecker. i dreamt i had red hair. i got a new guitar. i learned the names of some new chords.

it's all so random. who knows what i'm writing about. i'm just excited. i want to record. the songs are written. the album is named.

'in the morning we will be ghosts'

hmm.

i've been at the beach for 6 days now. before then i had been up in maine...right on the coast. i've worked probably less than a week this whole summer...and i'm pretty poor right now. i don't really mind though...i have my guitar with me...and i'm taking in as much sun and water that i possibly can. two weeks from tomorrow i get to go back out west to the mountains for 3 weeks. i don't know if i can comprehend the relaxing that i'm supposed to be doing right now. my guitar has sat in her case for a few days untouched. the ideas seem to bubble in my head, but i haven't had the drive to play quite yet. what i've wanted more than anything is to swim and learn how to surf:)

i have absolutely no idea how to surf...i only know how to snowboard, but i'm currently so obsessed with the ocean...that i'm just dreaming of the day i'll be able to surf. unfortunately because i'm recovering from a little surgery, i can't even go in the water. how unfair. i've been forced to face my idle mind. it's absolutely exhausting. the only way i manage to stay sane is to sit outside as much as possible. listen to the waves....i don't know what it is about the ocean...

maybe the endlessness of it all? maybe the fact that no matter what...the waves always come. they're so reliable yet ever changing. i'm in love with it. summer snuck on so quickly...that now it's halfway over and i'm just realizing it's here. i haven't been playing many shows...i basically took the summer off...but i'm pretty sure it was a needed hiatus. i needed to get back to the simple things. laying in the sand...shutting my phone off...daydreaming.

all in all..i've discovered that my dream is to learn how to surf. i figure it's the closest that i can get to becoming one with the ocean. unless i miraculously get turned into a mermaid(a lifelong wish of mine). becoming a mermaid probably began when i was in elementary school. my best friend and i would wrap our legs in sleeping bags, tying off the ends so that the fins were realistic looking, then wiggle around on the basement floor. sometimes we would manage to hop our way up the stairs to the kitchen to show off our fashionable fins to my mom, who would then look at us with confusion and give us a thumbs up and half a smile. another friend of mine and i took our mermaid fascination to the next level and went swimming as mermaids. each of us took a pair of spandex leggings and squeezed both legs through only one spandex leg. the other legging was wrapped around the waist as a makeshift belt. (do NOT try this) we hopped over to the pool and dove without thinking into the deep end. my mom came upon that scene with the same look of confusion. to say the least it was nearly impossible to swim with our legs bound together. one of the biggest reasons for my mermaid dream was to have hair that would move the way it did underwater, all of the time. it's just so pretty. i'm just that dorky.

though none of this has to do with music...i felt the need to share. the end.

 

ahhh...i'm back home. i just spent the past two and a half weeks travelling around in my trusty car again. my dear friend and i went out west. i didn't play any shows. i just absorbed all of the scenic routes and skies that we saw.

i saw my lovely teton mountains in wyoming for the first time in well over a year. they made me teary eyed. i also saw the weather change from fall to winter to spring all in a few hours. i fell in love with a blanket in santa fe. bought cowboy boots in madrid. wrote a song in jackson.

now that i'm back home, i feel like it might have all been a dream. i have to look at pictures pretty constantly to remind myself of the things that i saw. the things that made me smile and made me cry and made me feel sane. i find myself so full of music...i'm waiting for it to come out of me.

i went downtown annapolis tonight and played a short set with a friend of mine. it was the first time i played in a few weeks...and although there were people talking and smoking, i closed my eyes and remembered what it feels like to sing. it felt like home. sometimes i forget that i play music. i forget that i write music. i forget how much it means to me. how free i feel...how full i feel. it comes back to me quickly though. i wish i could travel the world and sing songs on peoples back porches every night. as long as i had a place to sleep and maybe some veggie sandwiches i'd be set:) all set.

really i'm writing because i realize that i haven't written anything new since last summer. and oh what a year it's been. it's funny though...after going to LA last year and recording and talking about business and music plans, and playing shows and stressing out...i find myself back at the beginning...travelling around in my car, playing dress-up and playing half-way written songs in hotel rooms and back porches.

i miss music. i miss playing it. i miss listening to it. i miss how it makes me feel. tonight reminded me of it. travelling reminded me of it. i listened to more music than i had in a long time. beautiful musicians who inspire me and heal me. it was a good trip. the dry west air did me good. maybe i'll start a world-wide back porch tour. it could be great.

yes. i fell in love with a blue eyed russian boy. i was on a boat in the middle of the sea, stranded by choice, with no guitar or song to ground me. i fell in love with the feeling of floating and i fell in love with a boy who brought a guitar to me. he snuck away and brought an old acoustic guitar for me to play while i balanced myself on a bar stool and played in rythym with the casino slot machines beeping behind me. between strumming, humming and staring at pale blue russian eyes, i mouthed "spasiba". Thank you. I learned that from miss carrie bradshaw, when she was dating the russian art dealer(really a ballet dancer).  I had to leave the boat the next day. not enough time. i wanted to stay forever, floating in the middle of a huge horizon line, learning spasiba and zdravstvuite. yes. in love with a guy from russia who brought me a guitar.

 

one day i'll float back to solid ground. not for quite a while. i'm happy existing here in my own sea.

yay!

the full album "a strange and beautiful trip" is now available on itunes....

also available through cdbaby.com

www.cdbaby.com/laurabrino

loveL*

i've had to cancel a few shows this past week. and it makes me very sad. i've been dealing and still dealing with some frusterating medical issues...and luckily i'll be fine...but it just forces me to slow down. and i'm not sure how to do that. i've spent the past few months living, breathing my music career. i've been so consumed with booking shows and playing shows and working and singing ... i think i forgot how to de-stress. (funny really...i am the queen of de-stressing...big on meditation....taking it all in)

so i guess this is my time to take it all in. i'm gonna slow down for a little. breathe. and laugh (except when the laughing hurts:(*)

i'm excited to be getting back on the road in a few weeks...june 2nd. funny thing about sitting in a moving car...you're able to relax, but look at so many interesting things flying past you. it's also just such an escape. whipping out the map...pointing to a destination...getting there after getting lost. well no. i take that back. there is never any getting lost. there is only taking a different, (longer) route.

my partner in crime (thelma) and i are heading down south. camping in some new states, meeting some new folks(who we are supposed to answer to with "yes mam...no mam", "yes sir...no sir") southern hospitality. hmm...and sunshine.

they might do my body good. heal myself. road-meditation....highway breathing. if the air down there is anything like it is out west i'm sure i'll be all better when i come back.

it does something funny to you. when you breathe in deep. feels a whole lot different. feels so much quieter and full.

i think i'll take this slowly.*